Enter the tentacle

Markus woke up, slowly rising from his sleep. The 22 year old son of billionaire Henry Creneth rummaged through his dark brown short hair, slowly getting up. He usually had some issues in the morning, so he forced himself to get up. Markus was in most aspects…rather mundane. Short brown hair, a bit of a round warm face with eyebrows that were just too tiny for his face. Markus was in many aspects the most 6/10 man you would have ever seen. He scratched his ass, looking around the room. To his (slight) dismay, he noticed that Andrea wasn’t sleeping next to him.

That meant but one thing. She had gone out on her wacky ideas again…and she had a surprise for him when he got downstairs. “Oh Andrea, never stop surprising me.” Markus chuckled. It was always like this. She’d push the borders of what he was willing to do, waited it out a bit, and then added on just a bit more insanity. What else could you call orgies that contained living sentient dicks and tits? And all these skinsuits, the massive collection they’d built up over the years…

Markus got dressed in casual beach gear. A pair of blue shorts and a white t-shirt, to truly perfect Markus’s perfect 6/10 looks. Bland but it did the trick. Besides…with Andrea running amok downstairs with her new toys…it probably wouldn’t stay on for long.

Markus rushed down to the large kitchen in his giant seaside mansion. With quick and determined steps, because he knew that Andrea was unlikely to give him any time to get any breakfast when she showed off her new toys. With large strides he stepped into the kitchen, ignoring anyone present to quickly grab some bread and peanut butter from the cabinet, smash it together and cram it down his throat. He pulled a milk carton from the fridge and drank a fourth, before letting out a short sight.

“Okay, now I’m ready.” He put the milk carton back and looked at the two men sitting at the kitchen table. Damien and Jeremy were the two men that Andrea and Markus had roped into their skinsuit shenanigans, both through chance meetings and introduction. They were sitting at the table…but nothing was served. And of course, they were naked. Andrea’s at play again, of course.

Jeremy was quite thin, his limbs making him seem quite lanky and stretched out. His short blond curly hair was rather unkempt but then again, did it matter if it was mostly covered by another skinsuit. While he was 19 years old he could’ve easily passed as a few years younger. His skin was rather pale and he himself was quite a meek man. Content with…submitting to and supporting their kinky desires. In return, he had practically become family, and of course he had by coincidence landed a decent paying job at Creneth Inc.

In contrast, Damien was a well built tall man with decent muscle. A slightly tan Latino with a confident smile on his face, well proportioned and toned His dark black shoulder-length hair and small goatee were well groomed In fact, the contrast of these two together made their differences look even worse.

“So, what did she rope you two into now?”

Jeremy looked away while Damien just chuckled. “I have no idea what you’re talking about Markus.”

“You two are naked. Andrea is nowhere to be seen. And you’re sitting at the kitchen in the morning with nothing on the table. If you were planning a surprise it’s a terribly done one.”

To his surprise, Damien and Jeremy moved nearly in sync, and they talked in perfect sync. Both of them just raised their hands into a “Ah, you got me” kind of fake surprise while both said “Damn it Markus, why do you always have to be so good at this?”

Markus did seem completely surprised by the perfect connection in movement and speech that Damien and Jeremy shared.

“Andrea…how are you both of them? You can’t be in two places at the same time.” Markus stroked his chin and glared at the two naked men.

“You want to see, don’t you?” Both of them stood up, revealing their erections at exactly the same time.

“Yes dear, what’s your new crazy plan now?”

“You don’t even know the half of it.”

Jeremy and Damien circled around the table, surrounding Markus from two sides.

“Don’t freak out. Actually, do, it’s more entertaining.”

Markus slightly edged back against the kitchen counter out of reflex, bracing for…whatever would come.

And boy, did it ever. Damien and Jeremy opened their mouths and seemed to puke…a large purple tentacle each. Markus examined the tentacles that now freely extended from both of their mouths. Both of them moved around slightly, but both were well lubed slithery tentacles that both ended in a human cockhead. They were about as thick as Markus’s arm and stretched out from both mouths about half a meter, freely wriggling around.

“WHAT THE HELL?!” Markus blurted out. One of the tentacles retreated back into Jeremy’s mouth, dissapearing into thin air. “You know how I wanted to get into possession, Markus…” Jeremy’s body language was definitely Andrea’s while Damien merely stood in place…with a massive purple cockhead tentacle freely wriggling about.

“So I’ve paid RnD to up the stakes a bit more.”

“Wait…that’s…that’s you?” Markus carefully rubbed the sticky dark purple cockhead. Jeremy immediately giggled. “Yes, it’s me. I’m both of them, because both of them have been infected by me.”

Damien and Jeremy sprouted more tentacles, a few from their behind, and one from each other their cockslits. The tentacles all had their own cockheads, yet they seemed to ignore him and just lightly wave about.

“I am them…I am in their minds…their bodies, their souls.. They are now just puppets to me.”

“You…certainly went far with this one.” Markus looked at the tentacle sticking out of Damien’s erection.

“And I’m not done yet. They share a mental connection and i am the only one pulling the strings. Plus…the effect doesn’t disappear if you wear a skinsuit, so i can play dress-up with my new dolls.”

“Now you’re starting to sound a bit creepy.” All the tentacles suddenly stopped moving before taking aim at Markus.

“Look at them, Markus…every single one of them is me. I can feel everything, and I control everything.”

“So…you just got into a tentacle skinsuit with special abilities and went in on these two.”

“Yes.” Jeremy nodded. “I wanted to play out a scenario of being the alien parasite that possesses people and then turns one of them into their Queen. You know, like a hive mind.”

“I am a hivemind now, except Jeremy and Damien aren’t even here. There is only me.”

“This is surely going to be intense. So which of these two are you going to make into the queen?”

“You.”

“Oh, come on.” That were Markus’s last words before Damien and Jeremy grabbed hold of Markus, pressing him against the kitchen counter. One tentacle ripped down his pants, while another immediately violated Markus’s behind. He would’ve screamed, but Damien’s mouth tentacle had already entered his own, silencing him before he could respond. More and more tentacles flowed out of the two and into Markus who blacked out moments after the first tentacle had entered him.

Then, in one flash all tentacles dissipated, retracting themselves inside.

Markus, Damien, and Jeremy all shared the same grin and spoke in unison. “Sorry dear, but I’ll be sure to film this.” All three of them chuckled, before immediately beginning to masturbate. Andrea was feeling so immature right now. Three complete puppets under her command. She couldn’t just feel everything they felt, she knew everything they knew and all the tentacles wriggling on the insides. She wasn’t quite sure where she was right now physically…but she knew that it felt just right. She had prepared this for quite a while now…and now it was payday.

The three naked men entered the large, spacious gym attached to the mansion. It was a basketball court, but now…well it was quite something else. The windows had been blackened, and the lights were quite low. In the middle of the room stood a very very large throne (being insanely wealthy, Andrea could just have such things be arranged, built and transported there with ease.) that looked definitely..organic and alien. It looked like a massive structure of leather and not to mention the fact it was made for someone at least three meters tall. To the left there was a large table with a white spotlight next to it. And of course, around the room Andrea had installed several video cameras so she could look back on this for..later use..

Markus laid himself down on the table, crawling to the middle and closing his eyes. Meanwhile Damien and Jeremy took up positions left and right of him. Both moved in unison to reach behind their backs, lowering the zippers on their skins. Both of them pulled their faces forward, revealing two humanoid lifeforms. Big bloated heads, uniform black eyes and not a single shred of body hair. Both of the “Drones” stripped out of their male skins, revealing their large, bimbo-proportioned shapes. Both of them were two meters tall, with breasts at least size E and flat butts. Andrea the invisible puppetmaster truly enjoyed the power she now held. Sure..it was good to be used but sometimes she just…wanted absolute control. No more counterarguments from Markus…just weird, weird fun. She chuckled to herself as she suddenly made all three figures, including the “sleeping” Markus dab for one second. All- two two female aliens leaned over and examined him, touching him all over. It was quite a thrill to be…two sexy aliens and a man they’re touching at the same time. A whole new world opened up for her today.

Finally, both aliens nodded as they stepped back into the darkness. When they returned, both of them were carrying a massive dark purple skinsuit of the alien queen’s lower half. The proportions of it were simply massive, from feet to massive vagina being almost as long as Markus was from head to toe in true deflated form. Both of the completely identical “ladies” had their arms at their side while a living forest of tentacles that sprouted from each of their orifices carried the massive deflated skin to the table. With a smooth instant movement the “tentacle forest placed the skinsuit on the table. Multiple of the cockheaded tentacles wrapped themselves around Markus, lifting him off the ground slightly. One of the smaller ones wrapped around Markus’s cock to try and get it erect, while another easily slipped inside his anus, wriggling around and stimulating Markus’s prostate. Of course, none of that was really needed, as Andrea possessed full dominion over everything and everyone in the room, but it definitely suited the story she was building now.

With a real smooth slithering action Markus’s legs were pulled wide open, and the massive deflated skinsuit was positioned in front of each leg. Slowly it moved forward, smashing into Markus’s lower half as the skin seemed to crumple and just mush together against him. It took some time, but eventually the skin started to straighten itself out and inflate as it was shoved over Markus’s belly a bit, before beginning to pull itself into place. The massive shapely legs, the extremely fat purple buttocks and of course the vagina so big that one could easily fit a human head in it with ease. It was quite unnerving in some sense to now see Markus’s upper half stuck on top of the lower half of the alien queen, the purple thick thighs suddenly massively compressing down into Markus’s chest. “He’s halfway gone.” She thought to herself. “Now for the other half.”

The two drones disseapeared from sight, and moments later the second half, the chest piece had arrived. This one wasn’t so much something hollow to step in as it was just the upper half. While the breasts were deflated they were impressive in size, and if the queen had been an average sized woman you would’ve noted them down as F-cup breasts…but since she was simply huge they were without comparison in the entire living world. Big poking nipples about as thick as a fist, dark purple armpits devoid of hair and a waistline that was “thin” for her figure. The queen certainly took Big Beautiful Woman to a whole new level.

Once again Markus was lifted off the ground by the forest sprouted from the alien orifices and the purple skin was folded over him and around him. This time, the process was near instantaneous. The skin melted into Markus’s, like a strange purple…creature was having his way with him. As both halves of the costumes met, it was like a waved rolled over Markus, stretching him out as the body seemed to devour him except for his head. The the large breasts popped into place, quickly pushing themselves upwards almost a meter above Markus’s head. The queens arms were thick yet muscular, ending in very long hands that seemed more like claws then hands. And on top of this massive female alien Queen body sat the now tiny (in comparison to the body) head of Markus, still “sleeping”. “Let us finish it.” The final piece of the puzzle was brought into view. An ugly looking face, definitely female, but like all other parts, devoid of body hair and in a hue of purple. On top there was a large metal crown permanently placed on the middle of her head. The final piece of the puzzle was slowly lowered over Markus’s head, and this time the process was far smoother. The lower half of the body merely touched the neck, and the empty deflated face gained its full form within a flash. The two drones now retreated all tentacles inside them and bowed deeply in front of the Queen. Slowly but surely she rose to her feet, her breasts slowly sagging forward. The Queen let out a ferocious roar, as tentacles spawned from all orifices, and even her nipples had tentacles rising from it. Most notable, her vagina spread itself wide to let two massive tentacles eject themselves out of it, each of them with the thickness of a tree log.

“We praise and love you, dear Queen of our Hive.”

“How many have you infected?” The queens voice was deep and booming. She retracted her tentacles except for her two massive ones, sitting down on her throne with legs open wide, her two purple tentacles floating in front of her, each pointed at one of the drones.

“Only three, our Queen. Three weak male humans, of which one we granted the honor of being your host.” \

“Not enough, not enough! We must spread ourselves across this world and conquer it for our divine race, for your divine Queen.”

“Yes your highness.”

“But first…come to me…” The queen motioned both of them over, and they looked at the floor as they approached.

“Let me…take you. You are one with me, and you are mine.” Both of the naked drones nodded as the queen spawned several smaller tentacles from her anus, with a small “oof”. The two drones were lifted off the ground and were immediately violated by the Queen.

So there they were, frozen in place. Covered in cum. The gigantic purple queen that was taking full advantage of her drones complete loyalty by penetrating and cumming on them from all sides. Andrea could feel the slight wind on all of the tentacles, she could feel the insides that were being torn apart by tentacles with cockheads…and the insides of the giant queen that gazed upon it all unmoving. She was everything, everyone, in this perfect recreation of a tentacle possession hentai she’d seen a while ago. Two sexy sexy aliens she could fuck..and be at the same time. Everything was perfect. Everything was controlled and known. Their minds, their bodies, their souls, all absolutely submissive to whatever Andrea wanted and desired.

So why was she bored? Andrea let her full consciousness slide into the queen, the scene in front of her just freezing into place. The queen leaned back and supported her head with one arm, looking equal parts grouchy and bored.
The scene had finished, and now she had all day to continue to use them in any way she desired. So why was she so intensely bored of continuing this whole thing?

There was but one that she could really ask for the truth. The queen mentally willed her back to open as both drones were deposited on the ground, getting close to the queen and climbing onto the throne. Markus rose from the back of the suit as one of the drones climbed onto the collapsed back of the queen, getting back inside to let Andrea regain control of the massive form. Markus meanwhile kept a blank look on his face as the tentacles allowed him to climb down and sit down in front of the queen. For a moment he seemed to puke as a massive tentacle shot from his face onto the ground. The loose tentacle suddenly retreated back to the queen where it entered her vagina and dissapeared.

“Shit…” Markus coughed up some of the slime that was still remained in his mouth, looking quite deflated and weak for a moment as he regained his composure. Both alien faces shared the same look of sincere worry, and the drone climbed off the queen to approach Markus. Markus meanwhile was quite defensive, eying her up defensively.

“So… just for how long have you been going wild with us three?” Andrea seemed quite sincerely hurt by the confrontational tone Markus took, both the drone and queen seemed to flinch.

“Two hours.” The queen and drone spoke in unison.

“…that’s far shorter then i expected of you.”

“Oh don’t worry, I’ve gotten all the use out of you. You were “me” moments ago.” The drone was silent as Markus approached the Queen who had now taken over all the talking and moving.

“You’re massive…she is.” Markus looked up at the purple creature that towered above him, far bigger then would be normally possible.

“I’m still both of them, Markus.” The Drone smiled at him. If this wasn’t the mind of his loving incredibly kinky wife behind those two this would be the part of the Alien invasion movie where Markus bit the dust.

“You never really gave me time to appreciate your new trick, Andrea.”

The Alien Queen chuckled, her voice still hollow and booming through the room effortlessly. “It seemed like a perfect time to just take you then and there.”

“Show your tentacles to me, Andrea.”

“I can do better.” The queen and drone let out a short laugh before one massive tentacle sprouted from their nether regions, sliding forward and into place until they were like purple shemales without balls. “I can slither these quite far, and fast too.” The drone who was now two meters away from him stretched out her “cock” tentacle, spawning more that quickly slithered up around Markus and immediately began pinning him to the ground.

“Not again.”

The Queens laugh now truly had a very dark undertone to him as he could feel all tentacles slipping and sliding all over them, all of them wet and dripping with white slime that wasn’t exactly cum. Her massive “cock” slithered up to Markus, reaching up high as like a snake that was about to pounce onto the completely defenseless Markus. He of course, braced for the worst. Yet carefully the queen let her cock decent onto Markus, gently using it to rub Markus’s head while the other smaller tentacles retracted. After a moment and making sure with a quiet giggle that Markus’s face was covered in slime the Queen fully retracted the tentacle.

“Was that necessary, Andrea?” Markus did his best to wipe his face clean.

“You enjoyed it…I can see your erection remaining strong.”

“Well, yeah, but that doesn’t change the fact that it doesn’t sound like you at all to just give up on this within two hours.” He smiled, making sure to look as smug as possible. “So why don’t you get on your knees and admit that it’s just not as much fun when I’m not around?” Markus stepped back several meters, making sure to keep some distance from the drone and the queen.

“Did you forget that I am the high queen? The puppetmaster? I can get you under my full command in a second.” Both the drone and the queen summoned their tentacles once again, trying their best to look menacing.

“Bow before me and kiss my feet, and maybe I’ll forgive you.”

The Queen glared at him…before retracting her tentacles, climbing down from her throne and hitting the floor in front of Markus, her massive tits producing quite a smack as they hit the ground. Without skipping a beat she crawled closer to Markus and kissed his feet. Markus smiled as he tenderly rubbed the queens purple cheeks. “All right, that’s enough, dear.” Markus could feel his feet covered in spit. “So, how is it to be a parasite? It’s not a role that anyone ever has envied, except for you.”

‘It’s fun…though the most fun was ambushing Jeremy, and then Damien at night.’

“So what does it look like when you’re not possessing someone?”

“A single purple tentacle that slithers on the ground like a snake. Once inside..their minds and bodies are mine.” The drone smiled at Markus before beginning to tug at her fat purple head that easily gave way. Now it was Jeremy’s head on top of the body of a tall blond bimbo. Jeremy let out a devious smile before beginning to masturbate with one hand while the other firmly groped one of her E cup breasts, squeezing the purple nipple.

“I have got full control. This isn’t a mask of Jeremy, this is his true face.” The queen rose a bit to support her head with both palms, making sure her nipples and breasts were fully visible. Jeremy opened his mouth wide and a tentacle sprouted from it that immediately slithered down across his figure. Jeremy now let both hands play with his bimbo-sized breasts while his mouth-tentacle penetrated his purple vagina.

“I knew you’d pull out something crazier then the last thing Andrea.” He switched between looking at the imposing alien queen in front of him and Jeremy with a purple female body fucking himself. He could see the queen shift one of her hands under her figure. “Getting all hot and bothered are we? What happened to being the puppetmaster over us three?” The Queen blushed in a shade that was equal parts red and purple. “Now do you understand why i don’t like it if you play a sex toy for a day or longer! I love that i can be everything, having sex with everything, and experience everything. But what i care most about is that the creature I’m making love to has you underneath. The body of the massive Alien queen, but my cute little Andrea being the one behind the strange face.”

“I love you dear.” Markus placed a sincere tender kiss on the Queens lips.

“I love you too.” The queen rolled onto her back, now clearly visible masturbating one of of her tentacles. For a moment Markus glared at the Jeremy Drone. “Put your proper face back on, will you?” Markus picked up the mask as Jeremy mouth tentacle retracted itself. Jeremy bowed to let the shorter Markus easily place the mask back on his head. The purple neckline touched the purple chin of the mask and within seconds the drone was back to its complete not quite human form…and back to masturbating.

“Andrea. I want you to step out of your tentacle skinsuit, let me take a look at it.” The queen and drone shared a similar questioning look but they nodded. The queen spawned another thick tentacle from his mouth but this one was placed next to Markus. It touched the ground and deflated, and Andrea stepped out of the zipper. Both the drone and queen started to touch themselves and look around in confusion. Damien and Jeremy’s minds restored…in very strange and unfamiliar bodies.

“So what did you want of me Markus?”

Andrea hadn’t stepped fully clear before Markus pushed her to the side away from the empty tentacle. In one swift move, he had slid himself inside and shut the zipper. Andrea was still baffled to see calm come over the two alien creatures as the tentacle containing Markus retracted itself out of sight.

“Did you just…did you just rob me of my position of puppetmaster?”

The Queen took a moment to caress and experiment with her body before rising upright to her full towering form.

“Oh yes.” The look on her face was one of absolute smug. “You know you need to be put in your place when you get too uppity.” The queen let a few tentacles rip out from both her anus and vagina and wrap themselves around Andrea and brought her floating before the queen in a Humiliating position with legs spread wide. All orifices easily accessible. Both the drone and queen spawned multiple tentacles which each Rested not far away from Andreas exposed openings.

“You know i enjoy tentacle hentai dear. This isn’t much of a punishment for me.”

“You’re right..but you wont be around for the next part.” The queen let out an evil laughed as three thick tentacles entered Andrea at the same time, immediately overtaking her body the moment they were pushed deeply inside her body.

After that was done the Queen put Andrea on the ground and waited. “I cant believe i actually am you now dear.” Andrea began to touch her admittedly unimpressive body. “And now for the extras…” Andrea summoned two fat tentacles, one from her vagina and one from her anus that she positioned in front if her pelvis as if they were two cocks. Markus could feel everything happening. The tentacles wriggling around inside Andrea, the pressure in the individual cockheads, the slime that seemed to be spread everywhere. Andrea placed her hands on the two cockheads and began to masturbate as she got down on her knees. The drone approached with a rigid tentaclecock set in place as if it was an actual penis. It positioned itself right and began to facefuck the very willing Andrea who had her mouth stuffed with a very slimy fat tentacle cockhead that seemed to go in quite deep. The Queen suddenly deflated, as the second drone stepped out the back, also brandishing a tentaclecock. Andrea retracted the one tentacle that arose from her ass making sure the extra hole was free for the second drone to get in on the fun. The pressure was mounting but Markus found that he could easily hold back or release at any time. The second drone slid under Andrea, quickly grabbing hold of her tentacle and giving Andrea a blowjob while one of her nether tentacles fucked Andreas behind mercilessly making good use of the versatile movement that was possible with the ever flexible tentacles.

Markus floated above the scene mentally, while in fact he was all three participants in the spit roasting of his wife. “Now is as good a time as any.”

All the tentacles came bucket loads at the same time, the gallons of cum sloshing through them clearly visible in big waves in the tentacles. Andrea was splattered in cum from two sides while she herself deposited a load into the drone that visibly gagged. Andrea herself was doing her darndest to keep it all inside, but failed due to the sheer volume that was coming out. She gagged and spat it out.

Markus had all tentacles retract and let his three…playthings line up. Two alien drones with his cum-covered wife Andrea in the middle.

One of the drones stroked Andrea’s cheek gently. “I love you dear…but I am going to take full advantage of this situation. Both of the drones respawned their “cock-tentacles” firmly lodged into place while Andrea got on her knees inbetween, giving both drones a handjob with her face in the middle.

“I guess you’re in for another round of being used…this time…not how you would’ve wanted it.” All three spoke in unison before all three burst out into laughter. “Now, who’s ready for the home movie of a lifetime?” One of the drones used her mouth-tentacle to pick up one of the camcorders and place it so that everything could be seen. It hit the record button and the scene continued…long into the night.